The dangers of being bookish

Being bookish is a dangerous business. Aside from the strained and tired eyes that come from a long night behind the pages, there are a whole host of potential hazards that come with extreme bookishness:

Strained hand muscles from holding a big book open, made even worse when you are holding two books open at the same time to cover the fact that you are reading Fifty Shades

Sore eyes from the intense side-eyeing you have to do to see what the person next to you on the bus is reading

And when a side-eye is not enough, you risk neck injuries from all the craning and straining to see the title

Sore throat from constantly badgering people to read the amazing book you have just finished

More neck strain from hours of looking at books on tables at book fairs

Bicep injuries from carrying all the books you can’t afford around the book fair

Sore legs and arms from walking home with your book fair haul because you spent your bus fare

Bruised bum from being unceremoniously thrown out of the house for accidentally calling your loved one Mr Darcy.

What injuries have you sustained in the pursuit of extreme bookishness?

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A great list 🙂 One that I’ve encountered is scaring the wits out of me: Often, while reading in bed, I’ll fall asleep with the book in my hands. Sometimes, the book is held over the side of the bed. And when I fall asleep, I let go of the book, and it crashes on the floor, scaring the crap out of me. An injury to my ears and well-being 🙂